Noye's Fludde / The Golden Vanity

Lord Jesus, Think On Me

I, God, That All This Worlde Hath Wroughte

Have Done, You Men And Wemen All

Now In The Name Of God I Will Begyne

Noy, Noye, Take Thou Thy Company

Wiffe, Come In! Why Standes Thou Their?

Ha! Children, Me Thinkes My Botte Removes

Now Forty Days Are Fullie Gone

Noye, Take Thy Wife Anone

Noye, Heare I Behette Thee A Heste

The Spacious Firmament On High

There Was A Ship Came From The North Country

Then Up Spake The Cabin-boy

Casting His Clothes Off He Dived Into The Sea